So, a long time ago, there were these two magic horses. Together, they controlled the cycle of day and night, ruling over the kingdom of Equestria. But the younger sister, who controlled the night, developed an inferiority complex because no one was ever awake during her half of the day, as this was long before the invention of night clubs and midnight Rocky Horror screenings. So she's all like "Screw this, I'm making it night all the time!" And her sister was like "Ha ha ha, no," and used a bunch of magic Mac Guffins to put her in time out for a thousand years. So the older one took full control, and all the little ponies worshiped her, for fear that they might get locked in something more degrading, like a coat hanger, or a half-eaten sandwich, or a bottle of that stuff you use to get rid of shower scum... The End.

The Abridged version of Pinkie Pie turning "Giggle at the Ghostly" into an anti-troll song.

The cliff scene:

Applejack: Let go! Twilight: What do you take me for, an idiot?! Applejack: As tempting as it is to give the obvious answer, I need you to trust me! Let go, and you'll be safe. Twilight: Are you sure? Applejack:[in a ridiculous French accent] Sure as this is an authentic Southern accent! Twilight: ...I'm doomed, aren't I? Applejack: Just drop!

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